As I was thinking back

Back to a day

It was mid-day

But the sky was black like midnight

Seeing a lifeless body impaled by nails

Suffering the blast of hell

Caught my attention cause it looked like a blood bath as I

Looked past and saw a broken man

Soaked in the white hot wrath of God and I asked why

I found some answers in His bloody face

A face I began to recognize in the background of every instance of my life, I ignored

Suddenly sense his spirits presence soothing my rude, rude soul

Though ruined by the world’s view

He wooed me

Though crude and without a clue and

Screwed up out of my mind

He pursued me ‘til He made me holy

Whole